Chapter 474


    Inside the Dorsey Tower.


    Max had barely set foot on the top floor when he caught sight of a figure from behind. Had Spencer


    been there, he would have instantly recognized her. It was Sydney,


    Sydney’s recent sartorial choices were a carbon copy of Brielle’s minimalist chic. Her original style was


    bright and bubbly – a drastic shift that sparked quite the buzz among her colleagues, But Sydney


    couldn’t care less about the chatter. Catching a ulimpse of Max, a sh of delight swept through her


    eyes. It wasn’t for nothing that she’d been frequenting the top floor.


    After snagging a few million from Spencer, she had revamped her image. Even her wardrobe mimicked


    Brielle’s. To an outsider unfamiliar with both Sydney and Brielle, Sydney’s silhouette could’ve easily


    been mistaken for Brielle’s.


    Didn’t Max and Spencer both have a penchant for such elegance? With her persistent presence,


    perhaps Mr. Dorsey might just take a shine to her.


    Sydney noticed Max’s nce and curved her lips into a smile. However, Max merely spared her a


    fleeting look before emotionlessly stepping into his office.


    Sydney’s face fell. What went wrong? Why didn’t he linger on her a moment longer?


    These past few days, Spencer hadn’t reached out to her either. She was on edge, worrying that things


    were slipping out of her control.


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    Her focus had drifted from her job, consumed by the thought of winning Spencer’s attention and


    usurping Brielle in his and Mr. Dorsey’s esteem. Sydney believed In her eventual triumph. Brielle hadn’t


    been to the office in days who knew which man she had run off with this time? She was even pregnant,


    truly nothing but loose morals Incarnate.


    Sydney snorted dismissively and returned to her department in her tailored outfit.


    She keenly noticed fewer people engaging with her, aware of the whispers about her mimicking Brielle.


    Brielle’s distinctive personal style was starkly different from Sydney’s usual look.


    This abrupt change, coupled with her new role as Brielle’s assistant, had tongues wagging, but she


    was oblivious to their stares. After all, she had hooked up with Spencer – perhaps one day. She would


    even marry into the family.


    Sneaking into Brielle’s office in her absence, Sydney would sit at the desk as if she was already


    slipping into Brielle’s shoes. It was only a matter of time. Brielle, with her pregnant frame, couldn’t


    possibly continue to entice Max.


    Upon entering his office, Max massaged his temples, the headache persisting. “Patrick.”


    At his call, the ever–ready assistant approached.


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    “How’s the investigation going?”


    “Mr. President, we’re nearly there.”


    Max leaned back, eyes half–closed, his aura cool and detached. Looking paler than usual, he was


    even more inscrutable, his thoughts a mystery.


    Patrick hesitated, ultimately holding his tongue.


    Minutester, Max’s eyes opened as his phone rang. It was Michael. Assuming Max was already back


    at thepany, Michael naturally wanted to discuss the vacant position left by Brielle’s absence,


    inevitably bringing her up.


    “Max, with Brielle in jail, she can’t continue as the director. It’s time for Spencer to step back in. He’s a


    Dorsey, after all. It’s unseemly to have a woman overshadowing him like this.”


    Max, who had been flipping through documents, paused at Michael’s words. “I had Spencer step down


    not because of anything else but hisck ofpetence.”


    *Competence can be nurtured, but character ws? Those are marrow–deep.”


    *Father, you’re saying I should just remove Brielle from the director position. Is that enough?”


    Michael had feared Max’s reluctance, given that Brielle was his protégé. Michael even suspectec that


    there was something between them, so Max’s quick agreement left Michael momentarily at a loss.


    “Father?”


    Max called out, his voice still even–keeled. “Did you ever look into why Brielle and Spencer


    came to blows?”


    His tone was unchanged even when speaking of Brielle as if she was merely a stranger.


    “It’s likely just some romantic tiff.”


    “Have you considered, father, that keeping Brielle locked away might not be wise? The position of


    director at Dorsey International is coveted by many. It started with Spencer stepping down for Brielle to


    step up, and now it’s reversed. Everyone is curious about the drama. And if Brielle dn’t recurface


    coon they’ll start suspecting us of foul y.”